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Soledad

Soledad, the Solitude of the BVM on Holy Saturday in Spanish tradition. Lyle spent the last six weeks with me in Monterey. It’s Freezing!¬†was the top comment of his visit, and we engaged daily in the ages-old battle of the … Continue reading

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Mama Told Me Not To Come

I have a pre-existing condition. I dislike flying in general, and United Airlines (Stroopwaffles notwithstanding) in particular– see 2016: https://oldhwysixwest.wordpress.com/2016/08/12/i-do-not-endorse-this-theme-park After 2 (two, T-W-O, more than 1) 3-hour layovers (love you, IAH for your work friendly gates; DEN, you and … Continue reading

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